Authors note: I do not own any of these characters Clarissa Clare does. What will happen when Clary spends the night in Jace's room and Maryse finds out? P.S may contain spoilers if you have read the book series The Mortal Instruments. (Jace POV) Rated T+
"Morning Beautiful" I say as I stare down at my beloved fiery red-head.
Her eyelids flicker open slowly and then the most gorgeous emerald eyes are staring into my gold ones. I easily get lost in her eyes, I remember our first night together, our first kiss in the greenhouse on her birthday. Her eyes were the first thing I saw when I awoke from the dead.
I start to smile like an idiot reminiscing on our memories, that I didn't realise Clary was talking to me.
"Jace are you listening to me?" Clary says smiling up at me.
"Um…What?" I spat out quickly. Clary drops her head and shakes her head with a smile plastered on her.
"I said, we should get out of bed and get breakfast" Clary says staring back into my eyes.
"But then you won't be lying in my arms" I say with a pout. I slide my hand down to her waist and she lets out a giggle. I playfully do it again and she giggles again. I get this mischievous smile on my as her eyes widen.
"Jace, don't I know what –"she breaks down into a fit of laughter as I turn her on top of me a tickle her.
"Jace" she says breathy between laughing.
"What was that my love" I say and continue to tickle her oblivious to the position we were in until she grabs my hand and locks them with hers above my head. Our faces inches away, I smile slyly at her and our lips press passionately together filled with desire and lust. Her tight grip on my hands loosen and my hands slide down her body back to her waist. I tickle her again and she jumps and our lips part. But before she can scold me I flip her over so I'm on top of her. I press our lips together once again.
She snakes her arms around my neck I tugs my hair a little and I let out a groan. She smiles against our lips.
Can't she see what she does to me?
Her hand slide down to the hem of my shirt and within a moment it is off and thrown on the floor with the rest of the clothes from last night. Last night's memories start flowing through my head of our bodies pressed tightly together, the passionate and hungry kisses, the moans and groans from her that drove me crazy.
Clary was wearing one of my shirts and my hands slowly reached the hem of the shirt and waited until she nodded for me to remove it. I was half way up and enjoying Clarys almost bare body until there was a loud BANG on the door.
"BY THE ANGEL" I yelled completely off-guard. Clary jumps up and my shirt is then pushed back down and stops mid-thigh. I sigh at that then the BANG on the door is back.
"Who is it" I say still on top of Clary, her face is starting to become a deep red. Damn she is so gorgeous when she does this reminds me when she saw me shirtless and blushed until she was as red as a tomato. I smile at the memory.
"Its Maryse" the voice coming from the other side of the door. CRAP, Clary isn't meant to be in here. CRAP. My eyes widen and I look down at Clary who shares the same expression as me.
"One sec Maryse I'm getting dressed" I shout and quickly start picking up Clary's clothes and find a shirt and pants to put on. I do this while Clary straightens the bed sheets. I hand Clary her clothes and she runs with them into my bathroom and shuts the door behind her. As I go to the door and answer my adopted mother.
"Hey Maryse, What's up" I ask playing it casual.
"Alec and Izzy are going to breakfast and wanted to know if you and Clary would like to go with them" she responds at me while looking into my room.
"Ok sounds great I will text Clary and see if she is up for it" I say while giving her my usual smirk.
"Jace, I know Clary spent the night here in your room last night, you're lucky I'm not going to tell Jocelyn or Luke, but you will be hearing for me later with your punishment young man you know the rules" She tells me sternly, and my face drops into a surprised look.
"Thankyou Mother" I say to her and she smiles at me, I rarely call her mother and when I do called her that it lightens her mood, but I am extremely grateful she not going to tell Clarys mother and Stepfather I would be dead if she did.
Maryse walks away and I shut the door releasing a breath I didn't know I was holding, when Clary walks out of the bathroom still in my shirt. I smirk at what she is wearing. I still can't believe how someone as beautiful as Clary is mine, all mine.
She giggles and pecks me on the lips and starts to get some new clothes from the bottom draw of my dresser.
"What are you doing?" I ask her as she picks some clothes out.
"Getting ready for breakfast remember" She replies to me smiling and pecks my lips once again. But before she can walk away I grab her wrist and our lips lock moving in sync until she breaks apart.
"I need to get ready Jace" she tells me as she puts her head into my chest.
"Maybe I could help you get ready" I reply at her with a sly grin, she looks up at me and I wink at her.
"Ok" is all she says and that's all I need. I love this girl.